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The Womb Tomb
Womb Tomb The baby loved the heart music of her mother to be! She heard the water running all over Mommy’s body and breast, As she listened so ever so intently! “One day I will see Mother’s lovely, happy face. It is getting way too small in here!” She heard the sound of soft, rhythmic purrs. In her tiny dreams,she wished those sounds might one day would be hers! Baby Migdalia, just dreamt thoughts of hope and joy. A Daddy near of only such dreams, she knew of no such things as murder or fear. Then, Mommy and Daddy, In voices got very angy! Daddy shouted at Mommy “We have no money to raise a child! Woman have you gone mad?” I became frightened and so utterly sad! Can any of you, anyone, help me? Have the courage to please Tell them, to let me be born? I am God’s present to them. Not a beast of burden. But myself and others, we need all of you to speak for us. For we are the precious future. We are your sons and lovely daughters, Yet to be! Twenty-three thousand of us a day, in the USA meet this fate. Lives ended and sent back to God’sHoly Gate. Help us, won’t you please? With love and deepest hope. Baby Migdalia and all the unborn!
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